@3Fly messenger! through the street, of the cities and plumed Mercury fly! Swift sinewy runner with arm held up on high! Naked along the wind, thy beautiful feet Glancing over the mountains, under the sun, By meadows and water-sides,—into the great towns like a devouring flame, Through slums and vapors and dismal suburban streets, With startling of innumerable eyes—fly, messenger, fly! Joy joy, the glad news! For he whom we wait is risen! He is descended among his children— He is come to dwell on the Earth!@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PRETTY GIRL OF LOCH DAN by SAMUEL FERGUSON MY OLD KENTUCKY HOME by STEPHEN COLLINS FOSTER DARBY AND JOAN by FREDERIC EDWARD WEATHERLY NOVEMBER 4TH, 1937 by LEONARD BACON (1887-1954) WRITTEN IN ZIMMERMAN'S SOLITUDE by MATILDA BARBARA BETHAM-EDWARDS |